The muddy water was on her palm, but she didn't care, only grabbed the firewood knife and waved it twice in the air. Seeing the rain curtain tearing open and resuming, she laughed softly, suddenly let go of the handle of the knife, and shook the wood knife hard.

The cold light flew towards the closed window sash with the sound of cracking.

"Tuk" sounded.

The hatchet was nailed to the window lattice.

The man inside the door gasped and hurriedly retreated into the corner.

The wind and rain outside the window were shaking, and after a while, the whole window cracked.

The pouring rain poured into the room, leaving the ground in shambles. The woman grabbed her husband's arm tightly: "What should I do?" What to do? She muttered, her men grappling harder and harder.

Nails are almost embedded in the man's arm.

But he didn't seem to know the pain anymore, so he didn't dodge or dodge, but said tremblingly: "Don't be afraid...... Don't be afraid ......"

The two of them, hugging each other, trembled more and more.

Footsteps sounded again in the small courtyard.

The pale cyan mist came to the window in a blink of an eye.

In the snow-white slender hand of the beauty, she holds a purple bamboo umbrella handle with a very beautiful color. This umbrella not only looks beautiful on the surface of the umbrella, but also on the bones of the umbrella.

Just like her face.

The eyebrows, eyes and facial features are all taken apart, and they are still all stunning.

Each one is breathtakingly beautiful.

In the sound of the rain, she stood outside the window, rested the handle of the umbrella on her shoulder, and put it back.

Next to the purple-black umbrella bone, a dense pattern is revealed.

Cross, 10,000 characters, ropes, money......

The delicate patterns drawn by that pen are all the colors on the horse tag.

Seeming a little impatient, she put her hand on the broken windowsill, leaned into half of her face, frowned and asked, "This place, only you?" ”

The girl next to her raised her hand with a cold face.

A small golden bell was pinched between his fingers.

"Jingle bell—"

The bell rang.

The two people in the room hugged each other hard.

The beauty asked again: "You two, why don't you answer?" Look down on me? ”

Seeing that she looked angry, the couple trembled and wanted to speak, but their mouths were open, but they couldn't make a sound. Intense fear that made them lose the ability to speak.

The person outside the window stared at a pair of beautiful eyes and suddenly asked, "Do you know how to hang a horse?" ”

She uttered such a sentence out of nowhere, and the people in the room were immediately stunned.

When they came back to their senses, they shook their heads in unison and shook their heads into rattles.

The beauty was a little disappointed, sighed, and looked at the girl beside her: "It seems that she can't ask anything...... I don't know how to hang a horse, and it's useless to keep it, it's really a trip for nothing. ”

"Jingle bells."

The little golden bell rang again briefly.

But the sound has become very soft.

She leaned up, looked at it carefully, and sighed again: "Daddy is really not giving up, how many years have passed, if there are still demons from the old capital in the world, we should have discovered it a long time ago, where do you have to wait until now." ”

The thin white fingers poked the bell lightly.

The bell went off, but it didn't make a single sound.

The cold-faced girl took the bell into her arms.

Seeing this, the tall beauty straightened up and looked into the window again.

Inside, in the corner of the wall, the woman bit the tip of her tongue and finally made a voice: "Demon, monster!" We've seen youkai! ”

"Oh?" The beauty became interested, "What kind of youkai is it?" ”

Bloody gas flowed in the mouth.

The woman swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said in a trembling voice, "More than one...... Men and women, there are ...... of everything"

"More than one?" The beauty was taken aback, took the hand of the girl next to her, took a step back, jerked her foot, and kicked against the wall.

The small and delicate feet wearing embroidered shoes kicked up, and the hard stone wall fell in response.

Dusty, she put away her umbrella and walked into the house.

The woman's eyes widened, and her eyeballs almost fell out.

"You ......"

"What are you!" The beauty strode forward and asked urgently, "What are the monsters you you are talking about?" ”

The woman shuddered: "Those few, they don't look much different from people......

When the beauty heard this, she picked up the wet oil-paper umbrella and pressed the tip of the umbrella against the man's eyes: "Is it?" ”

The man was as stiff as a stone, and he didn't dare to blink again.

The woman hurriedly said, "No, no, no, it's still a little different!" ”

"That, that silver-haired youkai with a white hairy tail!" "And — and the kid in black, who suddenly appeared out of nobody!" ”

Listening to her words, the cat-like eyes on the beauty's face slowly narrowed.

Dan's lips raised slightly, and she asked with a smile: "Hairy tail, what kind of hairy tail is it?" Dog's? Feline? Wolf's? "There are so many beasts, almost all of them have tails.

It's just a white hairy tail, but it's not very useful.

She smiled kindly, but the umbrella in her hand did not move a single point.

The woman hurriedly recalled, and gestured to her: "Snow white, such a size, such a long ......"

"But whether this is a dog or a wolf, I, I can't tell the difference......" Her voice gradually decreased, and her face became more and more pale.

The beauty took her hand back.

The tip of the umbrella poked into the ground.

The water flowed down, twisted and wented, all the way to the corners of the wall.

She asked in a low voice, "Where have those monsters gone now?" ”

The woman shook her head.

She looked at the man who had not said anything again: "What about you?" Do you know where they went? ”

The man trembled and shook his head desperately.

She snorted in disgust, retracted her gaze, and looked at the black-haired girl who had been standing behind: "It seems that it's not that Daddy is too careful, there is really something wrong with this place." ”

When the black-haired girl heard this, she took out the bell from her arms and shook it.

The bell still didn't make a sound.

When I looked over it, the bell was empty.

The small bell-shaped bell in her hand only had the shell of the bell, but there was nothing that could be used to vibrate and make sounds.

She stared at the bell, looked at it fixedly, and said, "Sister Jianyue, on the way here, didn't you keep saying that the golden bell was broken?" ”

"I said it casually, are you still serious?" Seeing the moon covered her mouth and chuckled, a face that was already beautiful and incomprehensible looked more and more bright and moving.

The voice of the black-haired girl was as cold as her face, and there was no trace of waves: "Of course, the golden bell made by my father will not be broken." I just think it's not like you're always like this. ”

Jianyue put down her hand and said helplessly: "You kid, get serious, even I'm afraid of you, no wonder the third and fourth children ran away when they saw you." ”

The black-haired girl threw the bell to her and said coldly: "Now that the golden bell is not ringing, you and I just want to chase it, but I'm afraid we won't be able to catch it." ”

Seeing the moon shaking the bell, he bowed his head and said: "In this broken place in Leizhou, it rains for two days out of three days, and the rain is heavy, and the breath is dispersed, how else can I find it?" ”

However, is the demonic aura sensed by Jin Ling really the demon of the ten directions?

The old capital of Shifang, even Daddy, has never seen it, right?

A few of them, not to mention.

What ten directions, passages, are all rumors.

Thinking about it, Jianyue put away the bell and blinked his eyes.

The black-haired girl lifted her feet forward, passed her, and walked in front of the couple huddled in the corner.

With a cold and merciless look in her eyes, she bent down, her long black thick hair sliding down her shoulders, as beautiful as flowing water.

She gently cupped the woman's face, lowered her head closer, and imprinted a kiss on the woman's water-defined, chapped lips.